As I sit here and write this, I am waiting for a friend who is in an appointment. I’ve been waiting for three hours and I’m in need of a snooze. I don’t mind the wait— I’ve become good at it. I’m reminded of all the hours I’ve waited for a connecting flight. Sometimes forContinue reading “Asleep In Transit”
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Dreaming Of Alaska
I flew into Anchorage at the end of summer; mid-August, with a suitcase of summer clothes. Hailing from sunny Queensland, I couldn’t imagine needing a jacket. Yes, naive, but too late once I’d arrived. It was instantly apparent I’d freeze, and as I headed toward Eagle River where I’d be staying in a cozy houseContinue reading “Dreaming Of Alaska”